Brick Brick (Knights Corruption MC - Next Generation, #4) - S. Nelson Page 0,22
last time, both of us having a clean bill of health, and with her being on the pill, we had no worries there. But then I got shot, so this was the first time I’d feel her bare.
Reaching between our bodies while holding up my weight with my other arm so I didn’t crush her, I lined myself up and pressed into her. Then another inch. Then another. She held her breath.
“I’ll go slow for this part.” I was a large man everywhere. Most of the women I’d been with hadn’t been able to take all of me and often I had to hold back. But Zoe was made for me. I just had to work myself inside her slowly in the beginning until she stretched around me.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight,” I grunted, pushing in another two inches. She hooked her ankles together before widening her legs. Capturing her mouth, I caressed her tongue with mine, sucking on the tip, then baring my teeth. She loved my aggression, matching it when she dug her nails further into my shoulders.
When I pushed in halfway, she released a strangled breath of air, her body locking up tight beneath me. I stilled, nuzzling into the crook of her neck, licking at her salty flesh before continuing.
“Do it,” she whispered in my ear. “Just do it.”
One of the many things that turned me on about Zoe in bed was that she loved to straddle the line of pleasure and pain, and right now she wanted me to hurt her.
And I was only too happy to give her what she wanted.
9
A scream tore through me when Brick thrust forward, sheathing himself completely inside me.
“Fuck!” I shouted. “Fuck.” I tangled my fingers into the thick of his dark tresses and tugged, hard. “You hurt so good.” Pulling his mouth to mine, I dragged my teeth over the plumpness of his bottom lip, then searched for his tongue, needing to taste him while he obliterated my body with his.
I swallowed his groans as he fucked me. His arm disappeared behind his back and clasped onto my tangled ankles, pushing me further up the bed with every thrust until I was pinned against the headboard.
“I can feel all of you.” His mouth was at my ear, his warm breath spreading over my skin. “I’m gonna live in your cunt.” He traced the shell with his tongue. “I can feel you gripping my cock, squeezing me.” I loved every filthy word he threw at me.
As he pumped into me, he brought his arm from around his back and closed his fingers around my throat, restricting my inhale of air. “Your body is mine,” he declared, driving into me. Brick’s beard prickled against my cheek as he clamped tighter on my throat. My vision tunneled, and even when my lungs screamed for oxygen, I knew he wouldn’t push me too far. Seconds later, my lids closed and that’s when he released me. I sucked in a gulp of air, tingles shooting through my entire body with the relief.
“I wanna get on top.” I gripped his hips, loving the feel of his large body on top of mine, the way his muscles constricted with every thrust, but I wanted to switch it up. “I wanna ride you.”
“Not yet.” His labored breath told me he was on the verge of not being able to stop soon. “Let me fuck you some more this way.” He bent his uninjured leg forward and raised up on his arms, looking down at me with such reverence my heart beat faster.
“You better not come yet.”
“You know me better than that, baby. You’re gonna grip my dick at least twice before I explode inside you.”
I studied the image of him above me, focusing on his eyes first and how they pinned me in place while he pushed my body to the limits. Then to his mouth, mesmerized with the way his tongue ran over his bottom lip before he sucked it between his teeth, only to release it, the corners curving upward in the most erotic grin I’d ever seen. Then to the tattoo on his neck, the artwork beautiful yet menacing. Then to the ink covering his entire right arm, his club’s emblem mixed with other images—various shades of blue and red mixing together to create a masterpiece. Then over his chest, his sun-kissed skin covered in a sheen of sweat. My eyes flicked to the wound on his left side, too close to his heart